" He does not, he's always been good at games," Emma protested. I said nothing. "What are your terms anyway?" A kiss from the pretty princess," I said... then I puckered my lips and kissed the air twice."You're nuts." And--" And what?" And a whole Emma Kruger raspberry/strawberry combo homemade pie hot from the oven." A whole pie just for a silly golf game?" she asked in a tone that said, 'are you nuts'. But then she started to laugh. Then she leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on my lips. Not. When Rod judged that Barton finally could move, he said, "I'll give you one more chance. Get up and get all your clothes off."Slowly and in great pain, Barton got up. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, then his undershirt. He removed his shoes and socks, then his trousers. He was left in a pair of jockey shorts. He paused, but Rod gestured for him to go on. Barton blushed. He hated to expose his undersized cock to another man, especially this young stud. Plenty of men had seen Barton's. "When both Janet and I are buried in their tight asses, we start slowly fucking our partners. Janet and I soon find ourselves moving in unison. Our partners grunt and groan with every thrust."Fuck me harder!" Sylvia screams out."Come in my ass!" Josh screams out.Janet pounds my wife's ass while I pound Josh's ass. Our partners push back, meeting our thrusts. Their asses slapping against us. The groaning and grunting gets louder as impending orgasms near."Yes, Yes, Yes!" Sylvia cries out as she. She had cum all over her face and there was cum running out of her and down onto the bed. Blaine pulled a blanket over her and shook his head. He gathered up the Polariods and stuck the camcorder's cassette in his jacket and walked back into the suite's living room where Roland Leach was standing sheepishly with a drink in his hand."I'm sorry Ron," Leach said quietly, "The bitch was so snotty that I guess I felt that she had it coming to her." That was about the dumbest thing that you could.